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Date Posted: 16:02:14 10/18/01 Thu
Author: Leigh
Subject: Re: Holiday: Chapter 22 b (revised the ending of part 1 a little and added on the ending of this chapter)
In reply to: Leigh 's message, "Holiday" on 22:53:18 10/06/01 Sat

Michael sat on the bed thinking. She’d said herself the night before that she wanted to take things slowly. Granted, spending the night together on their first date wasn’t exactly going slow, but somehow it had seemed right. He didn’t regret staying with Nikita and he hoped she didn’t either. What did bother him was where all this was leading to.

Nikita had a full and very busy life. So did he for that matter. She was serious about her career, as he was about his. And to complicate things more, they lived half a world apart. Sighing again, he stood and walked over to the window and stared outside.

*

In the bathroom, Nikita finished washing and reached for a towel. As she dried her face and then began to brush her hair out, she looked at her reflection in the mirror and grimaced. So much for going slow. Carla would have a field day, especially after Nikita had vehemently proclaimed that she would not sleep with Michael on the first date. With a sound of disgust, Nikita put the brush down and took a deep breath. Couldn’t hide out in the bathroom all day.

She’d been through these morning-after situations before, yes, but usually she was the one anxious to bolt. Being on the opposite end of the spectrum was a curious and new experience. Just be calm. She took one look at in the mirror and drew her shoulders back. Don’t make the situation any worse than it is. Salvage as much of your pride as you can.

Nikita nodded at her reflection, eyes determined, and then she turned and opened the door leading to the bedroom. She was half-expecting to find it empty. Michael though was standing by the window. He turned and his eyes met hers. Nikita forced a smile on her face.

“You’d better get going,” she said, her tone light. “You might miss your call.”

Michael stood still, unable to answer. How did she do this? It seemed that all she had to do was walk into the same room and all his well planned lines of defenses vanished. He tried to recall the reasons he’d just listed of why a relationship between Nikita and him wouldn’t work but they were gone. Every last one.

Slowly, he walked across the room to where she stood waiting. He stared into her eyes, raised one hand and placed his palm gently against her cheek. A second passed and then another. “I’ll call you?” he asked, his voice quiet and eyes inquiring.

Nikita took a deep breath, relief flooding through her veins. He didn’t regret it. He didn’t! Stepping into his waiting arms, she nodded and buried her face in the curve of his neck. “Yes,” she breathed, smiling, “call me.”

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